I will twist off Shen Fei's head.

The temporary stronghold of the Dragon King Palace.

The atmosphere in the underground command room was suffocatingly heavy.

The Four Heavenly Kings were all present.

No one spoke.

News reports from all over the world scrolled across the projection screen.

Every headline felt like a knife.

[Breaking! Myanmar police, in a joint operation with Interpol, raided the headquarters of a criminal syndicate in the suburbs of Yangon, arresting 473 people and seizing a massive cache of weapons and cash!]

[Singapore's Monetary Authority froze 12 offshore accounts suspected of money laundering, involving a staggering 6.3 billion USD!]

[The Thai military deployed 500 troops to raid three locations in Bangkok, dismantling a massive underground casino and arresting 217 people!]

[The Cambodian National Police seized a resort hotel in Phnom Penh, revealing it to be the intelligence center of a transnational criminal organization. 308 people were arrested, and over 4 billion USD in assets were frozen!]

None of the news reports mentioned the words "Dragon King Palace."

But everyone present knew that these reports were entirely about them.

Azure Dragon sat in his chair, his hands clasped on the table.

His knuckles were white.

He was responsible for the Dragon King Palace's military deployment in Southeast Asia.

The Yangon base was built by his own hands.

Stationed there were three hundred elites he had personally trained.

Now, they were all captured.

Not a single one escaped.

White Tiger's face was darker than iron.

He managed their overseas financial system.

Twenty billion dollars in assets, seventeen layers of shell companies, and forty-three offshore accounts.

The financial empire he had painstakingly built piece by piece over eight years.

Now, not even ashes remained.

Vermilion Bird sat in the corner, his usual effeminate smile nowhere to be seen.

In its place was an unprecedented solemnity.

He was the head of intelligence.

He was responsible for managing and protecting all the classified information of the Dragon King Palace.

But the sheer volume of information leaked this time was staggering.

Every transaction record.

Every handler.

Every money-laundering route.

All of it had landed with pinpoint accuracy into the hands of global law enforcement agencies.

This was not something a mole could achieve.

A mole could, at most, leak information from a single link in the chain.

But the enemy had grasped the entire picture!

From the lowest-level shell companies to the top-tier master account in Myanmar, all seventeen layers had been pierced through!

There was only one possibility for this level of information extraction.

Someone had hacked into their core database.

And it was an intrusion at the highest administrative level.

Vermilion Bird had worked in intelligence for ten years and had seen all kinds of hacker attacks.

But this time.

He couldn't even trace how the opponent got in.

The intrusion traces had been wiped completely clean.

It was as if a ghost had silently walked into the heart of the Dragon King Palace, copied all their secrets, and then silently left.

Leaving absolutely no footprints behind.

For the first time in his life, Vermilion Bird felt fear.

Not a fear of martial prowess.

But a fear of the unknown.

Just who was this opponent?

Black Tortoise leaned against the wall, saying nothing.

He was the quietest of the four.

But his silence alone spoke volumes.

The entire command room was permeated with an atmosphere so oppressive it felt ready to explode.

Then, Lin Tian walked in.

His footsteps were exceptionally clear in the dead silence of the room.

The Four Heavenly Kings looked up simultaneously.

Lin Tian's expression was calm.

Too calm.

So calm that it sent chills down the spines of the four battle-hardened gods of death.

He walked up to the projection screen and glanced at the news headlines.

Then he reached out and turned off the projector.

The screen went black.

The command room plunged into a brief darkness.

A few seconds later, the overhead lights flickered on.

The pale light illuminated everyone's faces.

Lin Tian turned around to face the Four Heavenly Kings.

"Have the losses been tallied?"

White Tiger gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Your Majesty Dragon King. As of right now—"

"All six of our overseas bases have been raided; we have lost all our overseas garrison forces."

"The total number of captured personnel is one thousand five hundred and twenty-seven."

"The frozen assets amount to the equivalent of twenty-one point three billion US dollars."

"Combined with the fifteen billion RMB trapped from shorting the Shen family's stock, which converts to roughly two billion US dollars."

"The total losses exceed twenty-three billion US dollars."

As White Tiger finished reporting the numbers, his voice trembled.

Twenty-three billion US dollars.

Converted to RMB, it was nearly one hundred and seventy billion.

Over ninety percent of the overseas foundation that the Dragon King Palace had accumulated over ten years had evaporated overnight.

Lin Tian listened, but said nothing.

He walked to the front of the command console, leaning forward with his hands on the surface, his head bowed.

The Four Heavenly Kings looked at his back, not even daring to breathe loudly.

The silence lasted for a full half-minute.

Then, Lin Tian raised his head.

"Vermilion Bird."

"Present!"

"Have you found the source of the information leak?"

Vermilion Bird's expression was as ugly as it could be.

"Your Majesty Dragon King, I have been investigating for forty-eight hours. The opponent's intrusion methods are far beyond my realm of understanding. All traces of the hack were perfectly erased; I can't even pinpoint which port they used to get in."

"The only thing I can confirm is that the opponent traced us backward through our financial channels after the short-selling operation was launched."

"In other words—"

Vermilion Bird glanced at Lin Tian.

"The short-selling operation itself was a trap. The opponent deliberately didn't defend the market to make us think we had succeeded. In reality, he was waiting for us to expose our financial channels, and then he followed the trail to wipe out our entire overseas system in one fell swoop."

The command room grew even quieter.

Even the sound of breathing vanished.

Lin Tian did not lose his temper.

He merely gripped the edge of the command console tightly.

The steel surface let out an ear-piercing sound of deformation beneath his palms.

"I took fifteen billion to bite him."

Lin Tian's voice was as low and grating as steel on a whetstone.

"He used that fifteen billion as bait to fish out my entire twenty-three billion dollar foundation."

"What a move."

When these words came out of Lin Tian's mouth, they were not spoken in admiration.

They were spoken through gritted teeth.

"Your Majesty Dragon King."

Azure Dragon, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

"I have a question."

Lin Tian looked at him.

"If the opponent truly possesses this level of hacking ability, are our domestic communication systems still safe?"

The temperature in the command room dropped another few degrees.

Everyone's expression changed.

If Shen Fei's hacking skills were powerful enough to penetrate the Dragon King Palace's overseas financial systems, was it possible that he had already infiltrated their domestic communication networks as well?

If so...

Every word they were saying now, every deployment they made, could potentially be monitored by Shen Fei in real time!

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Vermilion Bird's forehead.

"I will immediately conduct a comprehensive sweep of all communication equipment!"

He abruptly stood up and was about to head out.

"No need to check."

Lin Tian's voice stopped him.

Vermilion Bird froze.

"Your Majesty Dragon King?"

"Even if he can monitor our communications, so what?"

Lin Tian turned around and leaned against the command console, crossing his arms over his chest.

His expression finally changed.

It was no longer a hollow calmness.

But a ferocity rising from the very depths of hell.

The corner of his mouth curled into an extreme, crooked smirk.

It wasn't a sneer.

It was the bared fangs of an Asura.

"What does it matter if he knows what I'm going to do?"

"He can freeze my money, hack my systems, and destroy my bases."

"But can he stop a bullet?"

The pupils of the Four Heavenly Kings contracted simultaneously.

The Dragon King was about to get serious.

"If the overseas money is gone, it's gone."

Lin Tian pulled out the pitch-black dagger that had been with him for fifteen years from his waist and spun it around his fingertips.

"I still have two thousand elites in the country. Every single one of them is a veteran who has been on the battlefield and seen blood."

"Are two thousand men enough to flatten that villa of the Shen family?"

"More than enough."

Azure Dragon answered in a low voice.

"Shen Fei has two Grandmaster-level female bodyguards by his side. Are my four Grandmasters not enough to fight them?"

No one answered.

Because the answer was obvious.

Four Grandmasters against two Grandmasters was an absolute crush.

"Then let's stop playing business games with him."

Lin Tian sheathed the dagger back at his waist.

"He made me lose twenty-three billion."

"I will make him lose a life."

"That's fair."

The Four Great Heavenly Kings stood up in unison.

"We await the Dragon King's orders!"

Lin Tian looked at them.

"Complete the full assembly within three days."

"Target: Shen family villa."

"Operation Code: Dragon Slaying."

"I will personally twist Shen Fei's head off."

...

Shen family villa, study room.

Shen Fei sat in his chair, looking at the latest data update on the system panel.

[The overseas forces of the Dragon King Palace have completely collapsed! Law enforcement operations are still ongoing, and it is expected that more personnel will be arrested and assets frozen.]

[Child of Fortune Lin Tian has suffered a heavy blow! His Dao Heart is wavering!]

[Lin Tian's Fortune Value has dropped significantly!]

[Lin Tian's Fortune Value: -2000!]

[Current Fortune Value of Lin Tian: 11600 -> 9600]

Two days ago, it was 14,600.

Now, only 9,600 remained.

It had dropped by nearly a third.

But Shen Fei did not show any smug expression.

Because there was also a red warning at the bottom of the system panel.

[Warning! Child of Fortune Lin Tian has entered a berserk state!]

[His action mode has completely shifted from economic strike to military strike!]

[Two thousand elites of the Dragon King Palace in the country are currently assembling in Jinling!]

[Assembly expected to be completed within three days!]

[Target: Shen family villa!]

[It is recommended that the host immediately prepare defenses!]

Shen Fei looked at the red warning text.

It was coming.

The Dragon King had been pushed to the brink and was about to flip the table.

His overseas trump cards were gone, his commercial methods were ruined, and only his final card remained.

Force.

Two thousand retired elites.

The Four Great Heavenly Kings.

This was Lin Tian's last remaining fortune.

It was also his most dangerous card.

Shen Fei closed the panel and stood up.

He walked to the window.

The night view of Jinling unfolded outside.

Myriad lights, blooming with prosperity.

The vast majority of people in this city did not know that a storm was about to descend.

Shen Fei watched the night view for a few seconds, then turned and went back to his desk.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Uncle."

"Little Fei, why are you calling so late? Did something happen?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was steady and powerful.

"It might get a little lively at home in a couple of days. I wanted to give you a heads-up."

"What kind of lively?"

"Someone might bring guns to visit my house. And quite a few people at that."

The other end of the line fell silent for two seconds.

Then that voice changed.

It became sharp.

It became cold.

Carrying a murderous aura that only someone who had been in a high position for a long time would possess.

"Who?"

"A guy calling himself the Dragon King. He has two thousand retired soldiers under him, ran black industries in Southeast Asia for ten years, and recently moved his money back into the country."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. I even have his roster."

The other end of the phone was quiet for five seconds.

"Little Fei, leave this matter to your uncle."

"Within three days, not even a fly will be able to enter within a fifty-kilometer radius of your house in Jinling."

"Thank you, Uncle."

"Why are you being so polite with your uncle? Oh, right, send me that roster."

"I've already sent it to your encrypted email."

"Good boy, prepared in advance. Alright, Uncle won't waste words with you, I'll start deploying things here."

The call disconnected.

Shen Fei put down his phone.

Three days.

Lin Tian needed three days to assemble his troops.

But Shen Fei only needed one phone call.

The Dragon King wants to bring two thousand people to visit the Shen family?

Fine.

Come on then.

The door is open.

When Shen Fei walked out of the study, he ran into Su Qingxue carrying a glass of milk in the hallway.

"Not asleep yet?"

Su Qingxue handed the milk to him.

"I was waiting for you."

Shen Fei took the milk and took a sip.

It was warm, with honey added.

"It might get a little noisy in a couple of days."

Su Qingxue looked at him.

"How noisy?"

"Helicopter kind of noisy."

Su Qingxue paused for a moment, then smiled softly.

"Then I'll buy a pair of earplugs in advance."

Shen Fei smiled as well.

The two walked side by side toward the bedroom.

The hallway was quiet.

In a few days, this place might become ruins.

But that wasn't important right now.

With a beauty in his arms.

There were more important things to do...